Su Changan didn't understand.

Beitongxuan is hiding.

Hua Fei, who escaped from Chang'an, was hiding with Yu Ling'er.

He was hiding along Xiliang.

They are the descendants of Tianlanyuan and the guardians of the people. What they do is the right thing, why should they hide?

What's the point of hiding? It's the end that Beitong Xuan killed Ruyan and he lost Qingluan.

He didn't know what the high-ranking officials and nobles in Chang'an City were thinking.

However, when the barbarian army was approaching the pond, Yongning Pass was hard to protect. The barbarian army, who was the same as Sima Xu, was about to break through the beautiful clothes of the nobles of the Central Plains. He did not feel sad for these dignitaries.

He just couldn't let go of the displaced people and the children like Ananda. Perhaps the current situation of the Moqingling tribe is the future of the people of Xiliang.

He has been thinking about this question these days.

Now he figured it out, he wanted to stand up, he wanted to stand up in the name of the watchman of Tianlanyuan, and he wanted to tell those who were still living in their dreams about the dilemma of Xiliang.

Yuheng has never taught him that the rise and fall of the world is responsible for every man.

So he doesn't understand.

What he knows is that the mountains and rivers are broken, so why are the people?

"I'll write this memorial for you." Su Changan's hand suddenly opened, and the pen and ink and letter paper in the man's hand flew into his hand.

"It's useless." Hongyu shook her head. She seemed to realize what Su Changan wanted to do and said, "We have sent dozens of memorials to the court for help, but they are all like mud cows entering the sea and cannot get a response. The current Yongning Pass is not so much the last barrier to Xiliang, but rather the abandoned son of the court."

Su Changan said nothing, but continued to write on the letter paper silently. Everyone knew that the young man had a special identity. Although they all felt that what he did at this time was useless, no one really interrupted it.

Until half a quarter of an hour passed, Su Changan finished his pen.

He looked up at everyone and vaguely guessed what everyone was thinking.

"This letter cannot be handed to the court." Su Changan bent his fingers slightly, sighed softly, and the letter paper flew into the hands of the general just now.

The general was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Where should he send it to?"

"Taiwei's Mansion, Mu Guiyun." Su Chang'an said.

The man was stunned and looked at Hongyu hesitantly.

Hongyu's eyes stopped on Su Changan's face and looked at it for a while, and finally said with a calm brow: "Do as he said."

Later, Mo Qingling and others, who received the promise of red jade, rushed back to resettle the tribe, and promised that they would bring Wuman to Yongning Pass in half a month to meet with everyone.

The other generals also performed their duties under Hongyu's arrangement. In a blink of an eye, only Su Changan and Hongyu were left in the camp that was still lively.

"What did you write in the letter just now?" Hongyu sat in the first place and asked at Su Changan who was standing on one side. Her Emei raised slightly, her lips raised, and she seemed to be quite interested in Su Changan.

There are many rumors about the descendant of the Tianlan Academy. Putting aside the nonsense of the demon spies, the most common words about this young man should be such a rhetoric that is overestimated, bold and bold.

But Hongyu didn't think so. In her opinion, this young man could stay in Chang'an for so long after Yuheng's death, and escape from Chang'an to Xiliang. He even magically became the leader of the 70,000 barbarians. He must have his own uniqueness.

If he really wanted to use some words to describe him, Hongyu would rather use words like "beautiful and wise" and "be foolish".

She did not think that the letter Su Changan sent was just a simple boy's character. What was more likely that the boy might have some of his own plans.

"Seeking help." Su Changan said with a normal expression.

"Ask for help?" Hongyu was a little surprised, "We have tried this many times, and the court has always ignored it."

"I have heard that you have a great friendship with the son of the Taiwei, but now the government is in the hands of Sima Xu, and Mu Liangshan cannot speak at all."

Su Changan shook his head and said calmly: "I never thought about asking the court for soldiers from the beginning."

"If you don't ask the court for soldiers, then who do you want soldiers?" Hongyu became more and more confused.

"Jiangdong."

Afterwards, Su Changan talked with Hongyu for a long time.

There is about Xiliang, Chang'an, and even the northern part and Western Shu.

When Su Chang'an returned to Beitongxuan's mansion, it was already evening. He wanted to go and see Beitongxuan's condition, but Sima Changxue told Beitongxuan that he had taken some medicine and had fallen asleep. Naturally, he could not disturb him, so he bowed to Sima Changxue and returned to his residence.

It's night.

It started to snow in Xiliang again.

Su Changan lay on the bed with his head resting on his arm, looking at the snowflakes falling outside the house through the gaps in the screen window, dazed and dazed.

He began to sort out the information he had obtained these days.

He experienced too much during this period and was overwhelmed with it so much that he had no time to think about it.

Now, it’s finally over and I have this leisure.

He closed his brows and his thoughts began to float.

First of all, it was the Zhenxi Shenhou who was resurrected from the dead in Laiyun City. His resurrection must be strange. What Su Changan cares most was that the twins of Ziwei he saw that day, a star actually connected the death line of the two stars. In Su Changan's opinion, the Emperor Zhenxi Shenhou should have someone else, or the Holy Emperor was not dead at all? After all, he had heard Qingluan mention that she did not send away the Holy Emperor's heroic soul.

But the question is, where did he go? The biggest possibility that Su Changan could think of was the Northland. After all, there were his old subordinates there, and his daughter and prince there. But Su Changan couldn't figure out how the Holy Emperor survived, and he couldn't figure out what he was planning.

Perhaps after staying here, he should go back to the north. He has been away from there for two years, and he doesn't know what his father is doing now, nor how Xianjun is doing now. She should be very worried about her lack of news about her for so long.

Then, the grudge between him and Xu Rang will be broken. Tianlanyuan, he must take it back!

How could he give what Uncle Master gave him easily to others?

Then, there was another uncle of his master Kaiyang. Su Changan had no idea what he wanted to do, and Sima Xu and the barbarian saints planned to be like a mountain pressing on Su Changan's heart.

Finally, there is Qingluan.

When Su Changan thought of this name, he felt ache in his heart. He reached out and put his hand in his arms, groped in it for a while, and finally took out a doll.

It was a puppet that looked like a girl, wearing a blue dress, very cute.

Su Changan put it in front of him and smiled knowingly when he looked at the puppet.

"Wait for me, I will definitely go find you."
Chapter completed!